Are FUBU clothes made with cotton? And if so...doesn't anyone see the irony of this? --------------------------------------------- At work earlier this year, someone called me a pessimist. I had to correct her, "I'm not a pessimist, I'm a cynic. Pessimism requires caring." --------------------------------------------- Just the other day at work, we were in greenhouse 16 picking an order, and I made the comment, "Damn, these plants are dryer than a mummy's asshole!" All the girls in the greenhouse shuddered at the comment...except one. She replied, "Dude, that's fucking dry." --------------------------------------------- I'm going to start carrying a sword in my car. Next time someone pisses me off, I'm going to jump out of the car, with the sword in hand, run towards the asshole screaming "FOOD!!!!" Just imagion the psychological damage this would do to a normal person. --------------------------------------------- True story: About 2 weeks after the Sept. 11 attacks, my fiance' and I were driving around, and spotted a couple of pre-teen kids(about 10-11 years old), wearing no shirts, but from head to waist were painted up like the American flag. They were waving to everyone, and most people were honking thier horns to acknowledge them. I gave them the finger when they looked at me. The look of shock on their faces was priceless. About an hour later, we saw them again, roughly 2 miles up the road at a huge intersection. They spotted us in my truck, and I flipped them off again. This time, they started jumping up and down, waving their fingers in the air, and screaming "FUCK YOU!!!" Needless to say, no one saw me flip them off first...just a couple of kids painted like the flag, waving their middle fingers in the air and screaming "FUCK YOU!!!" to everyone in sight. I almost pissed myself laughing.
lol, little kids are pretty stupid, action wise that is. actualy they are stupid. heres one, true story none the less. im a flier guy (the asshole that puts shit on your door) for this pizza company called red devil pizza, http://www.reddevilpizza.com . anyways, we were walkin down a street puttin fliers on doors, when some kid down the street starts yelling "who put this shit on my door?! i who the hell put this fuckin flier on my door?!" so we walk back and see some fuckin kid, about 12-13 years old sitting out side his door next to his front gate. apperently he was locked out by his little chums. so we ask him "excuse me, do you not want a flier?" hes like "naw naw dog i got one right here, u got any more yo?" god i hate stupid kids
I enjoy scarring children. Here are three very true stories: #1: Several years ago, I was working at a liquor store, a nigger with a 3-4 year old boy came in, and since he couldn't get anything...did what kids do...began to wail like mad. Screaming and crying...whah whah whah...Little fucker wouldn't shut up no matter how much his mother tried. So, being the asshole that I am...I walked over and pointed my finger at him, and started laughing. After a few seconds, the kid stopped the tears, looked at me with a rather shocked look, so did his mother. I said to her, "Hey, I got him to knock the crap off, didn't I?" She admitted that I did indeed do that, but she wasn't very happy about it. --------------------------------------------- While I was still working there(I work in a greenhouse nursery now)...I was heading home for lunch, and stopped at a red light. Some kids were going home from school, and one dimwitted moron walked right in front of my car, without even looking before crossing the street. I put the car in neutral, kept my left foot on the brake, and gunned the engine with my right foot, just as he was right in front of my car. He jumped in mid air, and pretty much shit himself before running back to the curb. I laughed so hard I almost missed the light changing. --------------------------------------------- I installed a speaker behind the grill of my truck(no, not a pickup)...and hooked it into my CB radio. I hit a switch when I turn it on, and anything I say into the mic is amplified out of the front of the truck. Pretty cool eh? Well, I was heading over to my girlfriends house one day, and spotted a (roughly) 6 year old kid standing on the street corner, throwing rocks at cars. I turned my CB on when I got close, and said in an evil sounding voice, "Boy, you better put that rock down!" He stiffened up, and had a look on his face like the voice of God had spoken to him. After I passed(without the rock being thrown at me), I watched in my rear-view as he dropped a rock the size of his hand. I need to mount a camcorder in my vehicles!
